"Stop!" Lin Xun was stopped as soon as he stepped on the stairs. The guard was carrying a murderous aura. He knew at a glance that he was a god of killing in the past. Such a person is now willing to be a guard: "A little ghost cultivator is here to make trouble."

Two fingers clamped the invitation letter and shook it.

The guard was stunned. The treasure appraisal meeting did not require cultivation. As long as there were rare materials involving the secret method of time, they could enter.

But where did such a little ghost cultivator come from? Even if he has the same cultivation level, he will probably be killed and robbed halfway.

Lin Xun began to pull the tiger skin and pointed at the Thousand Face Butcher behind him, "I came with him."

The guard nodded. It was possible that this seemed to be quite powerful.

"Get in."

The moment Lin Xun stepped into the city lord's mansion, the uneasiness in the Thousand Faces Butcher felt even worse.

"Don't get into trouble."

He deliberately walked behind Lin Xun just to separate his relationship. Now the guards think that they have a close relationship. If one causes trouble, the other will suffer.

"Don't be afraid." Lin Xun comforted: "The true God is my old lover."

The Thousand Face Butcher's feet slipped, and this guy probably had a problem with his mind.

The city lord's mansion is so bizarre that it accounts for almost one tenth of the entire divine world.

Everyone wants to make a good relationship with the True God, but in fact, not many people come. The two secret techniques of time and space are always the most difficult to understand. There are very few people who have cultivated it, and there are even less remaining materials.

The butcher with a thousand-faced face stepped on the blue bricks on the ground, and a sense of heroism rose in his heart, "If I could achieve one thousandth of the achievement of Lord Ding Sheng in my lifetime, I would have no regrets in this life."

"Impossible," Lin Xun said coldly: "But you can find a man as powerful as a true god like me."

“…”

A gray figure came in front of him stepping on a crane.

Lin Xun whispered: "Isn't you not letting fly?"

"The City Lord's Mansion is exceptional."

The God Realm was founded by Ding Sheng, so he naturally had the final say. Moreover, the city lord's mansion is so big that he might not be able to reach the center even if he walks with his feet for half a month.

What did the Thousand Face Butcher thought of, and gave another piece of advice: "Only the people from the City Lord's Mansion can fly in the air with specific approval, so don't try it."

"I can't fly," Lin Xun emphasized: "I can only float."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a force wrapping his whole body, and in a blink of an eye it was already on the crane.

"This is the instructor." The Thousand-faced Butcher introduced.

The man in gray said nothing. The people in the divine world have high strength and most of them look down on the monks from the next generation.

Lin Xun disagreed and admired the scenery along the way. The concentration of spiritual energy was so high that he felt his cultivation in his body soaring.

As the banquet was approaching, a powerful aura soared into the sky. There were many monks gathering below, sitting quietly in their seats. In the center, Lin Xun saw a familiar figure.

Thin and cold, like a sword standing between heaven and earth, lonely and cold.

As soon as he arrived at his destination, the man in gray ordered the crane to speed up.

Below.

There was still a quarter of an hour before the banquet began, and no one dared to speak. Many of the big guys sitting here were already in the world. At this moment, they were all sitting in a regular manner and bowed their heads slightly.

The atmosphere is cold and quiet, and the needles fall to the ground are clearly visible, let alone a person.

In front of everyone, Lin Xun performed a 100,000-mile-long fall to the ground.

At the critical moment, I asked the system to borrow a quick buffer so that I would not die.

As soon as he stood firm, he received sights from all directions, mixed with sympathy. In the hearts of these people, Lin Xun would be killed by Ding Sheng with one finger.

The thousand-faced butcher and the man in gray who came down changed drastically, and they immediately knelt down to apologize.

Lin Xun stood there like a person who was fine, spreading his hands: "You can't blame me, the wind is too strong, I'm blown down."

Strictly speaking, he is the victim.

The low-level ghost cultivator is incomparable to the Ghost King. When he was the Ghost King, he had to slap others away, so he was not as weak as he is now.

I sorted out my clothes and stared at the person on the seat.

Look at me, look at me.

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul. People who once loved each other will know who the other person is when they look at each other.

However, from the beginning to the end, Ding Sheng did not raise his eyelids, Lin Xun stood awkwardly, and both of them knelt awkwardly.

Everyone felt like a century ago, and except for the heartless Lin Xun, they didn't dare to breathe.

“How long will it take?”

One person stood up and replied: "It's time to start."

Ding Sheng then raised his eyes, Lin Xun stood strikingly, and was noticed immediately.

"Then start." The plain voice couldn't hear much ups and downs, as if these people were transparent.

"He didn't recognize me."

【System: Break up.】

"But we haven't started yet."

As for Su Zhi, I don’t know how many Ding Sheng was after reincarnation.

[System: It's okay, as the true god, he didn't recognize you, and the host turned him green at the beginning, and you tied.]

“…”

Lin Xun found a place to sit down. When the man in gray and the butcher in Thousand Faces did not say anything, he moved his body carefully and gave birth to the glory that he should not have died.

The elderly sitting in the first place walked out first, holding a purple box in his hand, and opened it in front of everyone: "This is a withered vine flower. No matter what time treasure it is refined, it is necessary to use it."

Ding Sheng glanced at him and did not comment. The next moment, the old vine flowers in the box of the elderly disappeared, and an extra pill was released.

"Thank you, the true god." The elderly looked happy.

Others stared at him with envy and jealousy. The true god used poison to enter the elixir and refining a pill at will has the effect of resurrection, and the poisonous pill is even more powerful, and even the false god must be afraid of it.

After that, the things that the people who came forward took out were more precious than the other. Before the treasure appraisal conference began, they received news and collected rare materials at all costs.

Soon, it was Lin Xun's turn, but he didn't get up for a long time.

“Give me a chocolate bean.”

【System: Five Corners.】

"I'll give you ten yuan, and I'll put on another handkerchief bag."

When Lin Xun went up, he looked proud, as if he was really holding something unworthy.

He opened the handkerchief solemnly, and everyone looked over. There was no special thing. It should be a pill, but there was no pill pattern, so he could not feel any energy fluctuations.

"Beauty Pill is a quality of Wangji. After taking it, it can make people look refreshed and their youth will last forever."

Lin Xun made a good plan. The beauty pill is barely related to the secret method of time. The most important thing is that only women generally need it. With Ding Sheng's personality, they will not take it at all.

Chocolate beans use a lot of food that is not available in this world. Even if they are identified, they will be after the treasure appraisal conference.

He was smug, and the chocolate beans flew into Ding Sheng's hand like they had wings. The latter put them directly into his mouth, tasted them and said, "Fake it."

“…”

Break up friendship!

Not the kind in position!

Lin Xun felt that he had been targeted maliciously. Before him, two people offered elixirs. Ding Sheng glanced and put them away. Why did he change when he came to him?

The field was silent, and no one seemed to have expected anyone to use fakes to get away with it.

They didn't even dare to think about this kind of thought.

"Come here."

What did you do in the past? Did you beat you to death?

I said no in my heart, but my body was very honest.

Lin Xun walked slowly towards Ding Sheng. When he was almost in front of him, he suddenly felt an unspeakable feeling. He had only a few short steps, only after several worlds had the chance to pass by him.

Ding Sheng might have lost his patience and pulled the person directly in front of him and lowered his head.

Lin Xun started to commit suicide again and touched the head uncontrollably: "Be good."

Ding Sheng did not have any expression.

Everyone was stunned. It was so unbelievable that they were not beaten to death.

Ding Sheng said lightly: "There is my smell on you."

Lin Xun reached out to hug him: "I'm back."

His eyes met, and his mind moved, "I'll say goodbye to you and leave when I come back."
To be continued...